Wednesday, September 14, 2016

A man had got his truck stuck.
He’d been trying to maneuver it
to turn it around and got its back
wheels spun up against a steep bank
where they just spun. He rocked
the truck as he’d been taught,
forth and back, but nothing worked.
“Hey mister” said a kid across the street.
“Maybe I can get my pop to push?”
The man shook his neck: “Not
worth a heck, this old pickup—
not worth your old pap’s sweat.”
The boy walked on. Dawn
was just about on them. The man
jumped down and walked to town.
What was his plan? He hadn’t one.

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